Rescuing Kaye: A Special Forces Protector Romantic Suspense Novel by Ellie Masters

Author:Ellie Masters [Masters, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEM Publishing
Published: 2023-04-10T18:30:00+00:00

NINETEEN

Kaye

Morning sunlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, yellow glow over the room. The soft light highlights the contours of Zeb’s face leaving me with butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I take a moment to gaze at him and try to keep those butterflies in check.

If I’m not careful that fluttering will grow into something bigger, something far more complicated and impossible to control.

Here I am, waking up in his arms, like this is my new normal, when nothing about my life right now is normal. I should be filled with apprehension, anxiety, and dread. Instead, I feel comforted, safe, and incredibly relaxed.

Not wanting to wake him, I extricate myself from his embrace and slip out of bed as carefully as I can manage. Tiptoeing softly to the bathroom, I open the door quietly, and close it behind me, hoping the click of the latch doesn’t wake him.

When I catch my reflection in the mirror, I give myself a little pep talk.

You can do this.

The words come, but I don’t feel them. I’ve never felt this out of control in my life.

Determined not to let my emotions get the better of me, I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. In for a count of one-two-three-four. Hold for seven. Push out my breath for a count of eight.

When I open my eyes, I feel better. Calmer. Ready to face the day. Or at least try.

I can do this. I’ve got this.

Most of all, I’m going to attempt the impossible.

It’s not healthy to jump from one man to another, but I’m going to try. Despite how fast I’ve fallen for Zeb, I resolve to take things slow and enjoy getting to know him. It’s too easy to jump into bed, and rush physical intimacy, without laying down a proper foundation.

I reach for my phone, then remember it’s in Mitzy’s possession. A wave of anxiety washes over me. Normally, I check my phone a half dozen times or more before my feet hit the floor. It’s become an automatic habit to check texts, email, social media, and more, before getting out of bed. Without my phone to distract me, and jumpstart my morning with a dopamine surge, I’m alone with my worry.

Take another breath.

Focus on the present.

It’s strange being without my phone; something essential is missing, but it’s necessary. Mitzy’s going to use it to deal with Scott.

Honestly, it’s best I don’t have the phone. I can only imagine the string of nasty texts from Scott, threats against me, threats against my friends. Just thinking about it gives me that queasy, shaky feeling.

Did Barbi ever respond to our texts?

I make a mental note to ask Carmen and Rosalie when I see them. Putting my anxiety aside for a moment, I take advantage of Zeb sleeping to use the bathroom. Unlike the rest of my temporary quarters, which is functional to a fault, whoever designed the bathroom knows exactly how to pamper its guests.

The separate shower and tub are a nice addition.

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